Xia Ning's heart sunk as her face changed. She looked up at Qiao Yu.
Gao Wanhua darted a look at her son and said with a frown, "What are you talking about?"
The tears that were hidden in Enoch's eyes came out at once. Enoch started to cry out loud.
"Don't cry, don't cry. You're Grandma's little pumpkin." Gao Wanhua held Enoch up at once and tried to comfort him.
Qiao Yu took a napkin and wiped his mouth a little. He then stood up and walked upstairs.
Xia Ning looked at Enoch who was crying in Gao Wanhua's arms, her eyes sad.
Last night, she had another dream where Enoch was covered in blood and she was holding a blood-stained knife.
Yes, her showing up would only hurt him.
On the sofa, Enoch was still crying. Xia Ning sat next to him and said in a low voice, "You are a big boy, you should learn to be strong."
